Wake up in the morning as the last sun rose, it rose Everyone smiles at me as they pass me on the street, oh Some are gone...chant so fallen fear, but In the struggle Ethiopian wear the crown dem crying Woy, Wo-ha, ha, ha, hoy, oh Lord yeah Woy, Wo-ha-ha-ha-oy, oh yeah I don't like to be down inna discipline trouble It all depends how dem a hustle for flow When they chant so loud the man a gossip on the road They all defend man in this time Oh Lord I pray, crazy in this time, oh Lord I say now yeah Woy, Wo-ah-ah-ah-oy, oh yeah Woy, Wo-ah-ah-ah-oy Yes and unto my Jah! I give my all! My all! I give my all! It's a sweat reggae sound A melody bring them around so Meet me in the morning where the last sun rose, it rose No food on the table, shall make them at an end Some have gone, chant so fallen fear, but Were in the struggle Jah! Chant all the while man, ye Babylonian Fight all you can and come Chant all the while man, ye Babylonian Fight all you can and come No heart, no flexing, no souls, no sweating No heart, no flexing, no music to be heard, music to be heard Let them go....pass it, pass it, cutchy, cutchy now Let them go... You better fight all you can, ye Babylonian Fight all you can and come You better fight all you can, ye Babylonian Fight all you can and come Ya better fight all ya, fight all ya, fight all ya, fight all ya You better stand upon you souls Ya better fight all ya, fight all ya, fight all ya, fight all ya You better stand upon you souls